Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-11-27
THE GAZETTE: FORT WORTH TEXAS SUNDAY, NOVEMBER o.
is to pay the license for him-you, 3

is to pay the license for him-you,
poacher?"
"Poscher?" repeated Dick, filed witt
anger on hearing Blngo's yell Of psin
"Well, better be even that than thief.
ga thief, you young rasc4l2"
eyes; who steals letters, and THEREBY
commits felony, as Reggie told me, ,
replied Dick, who was g brave boy, anC
his blood was up now.
Filled with rage that WAS no longe,
goVernsble, Mr.. Grimshsw grasped HIN
by the collar of his Jacket with one hanC
snd uplitted the whip with the other.
address me in that manner again
and by ell that is holy, I'll fog you
within an inch OF your life!"
"Fiog away; you are coward enough
to do it, dare say"
And he did lssh him five or six times
cruelty, and just then Dick thought his
uocle's tufts made him look more
like the devil than ever.
"Hah!" exclaimed the latter; chow do
you feel now?"
"That 1 Guild take twice as much
MORE" replied Dick, trembling with rsge
and pain, yet bravely depressing his tears.
Mr.. Grimshsw raised the whip again,
out at that moment, Bingo, who had been
watching his opportunity, caught him By
the ankle with sharp aud vengeful teeth,
tearing his flesh and his trousers together
with sharp and savage grip.
This served but to add fuel to Mr..
GrimshaW's fury, and he continued to
lash away at the shrinking and painting
boy, till an Old servant who had Dursed
him, Bethia Barlow, q stout and active
woman, on hearing the noise, rushed be-
tween them, and without ceremony
grasp1d Mr.. Grimshaw's right arm.
"Master-msster- your hand.
HOW dare your" she exclaimed.
"Dsre?" questioned the other through
his clenched teeth.
eyes. What would his dead mother,
your own sister, think of all this?"
Grimshaw, In the plenitude OF his
power and swing of his fury just then,
felt pltiless; but old Bethia contrived to
d 'sg Dick sway, and with full sense of
the part ne had borne in the conflict,
Bingo prudently kept close to her skirts
and beyond the range of the hunting
whip.
wells ard Weals. He smarted il every
limb. and painted rather than bresthed,
so severely had he been handled; but not
even before old Bethia, who kindly drew
1is hes6 on her breast and stroked his
sunny hair, IS she had often done in in
fancy, would he let a tear be wrung
from MIN, though his young heart was
swelling with rage and Indignation.
"I'n stand no more Of this :" said he,
With dry sob in his throat. az am
going away at last, Bethis. I have
thought it over many times. l leave the
house aDd never, never set loot in it
gam"
''N0, no, no, Master Dick" exclaimed
3ethia, csressing him again.
AZ shall, thought" said the boy.
"D0n't speak thus, dear Master D lex |
DON'T sSy or think such 8 thing" con-
inued the cid nurse, with tears in her |
yes; "wsit till Miss Tab lG-Wait till |
our sister Melsnie returns"
"PoOr Mcdaniel" said Dick, with an
Their dry sob in his throat. "BuE her re-
urn can make no difference TO M. l am |
DING at last, say"
"Won't you tell me where?"
'No, Rethis."
"Wby?"
"Because I don't know myself. only
'ish to get sway from heIe-away as far
5 possible" replied Dick. Wilfully and
'il6ly.
"You will be lost. my poor boy"
"Not at ALL" said Dick, sturdily. H
al read too many books by Captain
Jayne Reid, Gustave Aimard and Others,
OF TO have perfect confidence in himself,
all the boy heroes therein, after facing
perils and adventures, had
WAYS risen TO fame and fortune. But.
itbal, big Effectionate heart was sore as
= thought of the gentle Melsnie and poor
elpless Reggie.
After time, when he thought himself ]
nwStched and unseen, he took Bingo in
IS arms, as if to protect his faithful four
oted friend from further harm, and
ole out of the house Just as evening be
IL 20 close, to wander, as Bethia thought4
2 would do, till the dinner hour came.
ut Dick Talbot had gone forth into the
0rld-the world alone!
And when the frugal meal was spread
7 gold Befhis, aud Uncle Grimshaw, sui !
u as AK took his seat at the table,
.elanie then learned allthat hsd occurred ,
her absence, and felt iEezpressibly !
locked and concerned.
St II she thought that Dick must ere {
ng appear, and hour by hour she
atched and waited. The sun began to {
1.-THE dull and sombre sun Of the Clos I
g days of November, and yet there ]
.me no sign of the ABSENT boy, and l
hen the night shadows began to fall and I
sepen, Melanie thought OF the woods, {
e ponds and meres that were in the VI
niry OF Rose cottage, and vague, IN
yet dreadful presentimant OF s
lpanding evil-or evil that mighG have :
ready come to pass-crept colby over c
II.
An emotion Of guilt, perhaps Of shame, c
1t certainly not conjunction, made {
ncle Grimshaw st that time rather t
old her land Melanie threw herself into
| old and somewhat crazy basket chair L
the recess of 8 window, and resting {
elbew on the sill, locked OUT t
ith far away and yesrning gaze upon thief
st dSIkening night and black, tossing S
snCnes Of the autumnal trees, lonely, G
xiCus, worn with tears and terror 2
out her brother-dear, droll Dick, who q
uld have no friend with him but his pet Q
e; and to add TO the cheerless gloom, i
nuine English driZzle was beginning to G
Il. u
MelAnie st this juncture had no one Of b
lOm she could seek counsel. Their :
Gle, their only kinsman, was the cause e
her present misery, and old Bethia g
IrloW was helpless to suggest aught but a
hat was morbid or terrifying. Il
Often she started from her seat and Il
rried to the entrance door, to listen II